Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Jiang Haotian's position was just one person away from Qiao Yi. The adults toasted and chatted with each other, naturally they didn't notice the tricks between Qiao Yi and He Yunting, but he saw it, and he saw it very clearly.

Seeing the tablecloth shaking slightly between the two, he pretended to drop his chopsticks and bent down to pick them up, but he did not expect such a scene under the table.

Under the table, Qiao Yi's leg was clamped between his legs by He Yunting, and his left hand was held by He Yunting. The two seemed to have some conflicts, one wanted to be held, the other was not, and they were struggling. The struggle was not that great, and it was He Yunting who won in the end, touching his hands and legs.

Thinking of how Qiao Yi was eating food in a calm manner just now, but the scene under the table turned out to be like this, Jiang Haotian felt that he was not well.

At least, he can now be sure that Qiao Yi likes He Yunting. And He Yunting also seems to like Qiao Yi very much.

why! Why does Qiao Yi like He Yunting? What's so good about him? He's obviously...so unbearable! ! !

"Hey, what are you doing under the table?"

Seeing that he climbed down and didn't come up again, He Er thought that his leg hurt and he couldn't get up anymore, so he stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

He spoke in a moderate voice, just enough for Joe to hear him. Turning his head to look in Jiang Haotian's direction, at the same time, He Yunting also looked over.

The two of them knew that he must have seen something, but they didn't want to hide it from him at all, which made Jiang Haotian's heart ache even more.

"It's okay, just touched the wound when I went down, it hurt too much, so I couldn't get up."

He Er had an expression on your face that you really didn't need it, "Tell me if you dropped your chopsticks, can I pick them up for you?"

Jiang Haotian smiled and said nothing more.

Halfway through the banquet, He Huan and Qin Yujie still didn't give up the idea of ​​begging for money from He Yunting, they took their wine glasses to He Yunting and toasted him.

Since the banquet began, He Junshan and the old lady kept a respectful distance from He Huan's mother and son. Anyway, He Yunting was there to support them, so they didn't need to come out.

Seeing that He Junshan and the old lady were obviously ignoring him, he changed the stone if it was not easy to chew. The speaker of the He family is He Yunting, so begging for two older ones will not produce immediate results.

Thus, the above scene appeared.

Both mother and son stopped eating and surrounded He Yunting, assuming that they would never give up unless something came out of He Yunting's mouth today.

Since He Huan was from his own family, and the banquet was full of elders, although He Yunting looked ugly, he didn't reprimand them, and listened patiently to their nonsense.

"Xiao Ting, you have to think about the long-term. Think about it. If the Qin family is in the hands of our Xiaojie, it will also be a big boost to the development of the He family."

After He Huan said this, Qiao Yi obviously saw that He Junshan and the old lady showed disgusted eyes at the same time.

Hearing this, He Yunting put down the wine glass in his hand, "Are you helping the He family?"

He Huan nodded wildly.

"I think it's He's helping you out precisely."

Qiao Yi: "Pfft..."

It's really not what she wants to laugh, it's really out of control.

Hearing this, He Huan's face turned pale.

"Second uncle, how can you say that!" Ever since he came to the He family, Qin Yujie couldn't control the anger he had held back for a long time, and yelled at He Yunting with his eyes wide open. "It's fine if you don't want to help us. How can you laugh at us? The Qin family is not as big as the He family, but we are also a respectable family in the imperial capital. How come you say it is helping the poor."